The most annoying thing about Steel City is the intricate alleys, and even people who have lived in Steel City for many years still have the trouble of getting lost - at least that's what Dove always thinks. Especially when it comes to chasing criminals, this natural labyrinth causes countless problems for his pursuers, except that he is now chasing not criminals, but his former colleagues.

The Nightmare presumably led him in the opposite direction of the royal city.

The afternoon sun was a little scorching, and the east was hot all year round, and he was soaked in sweat. He put the sound of the soldiers fighting behind him, and united all the old troops who secretly communicated with the old king, and this mutiny made up a total of ten knights' strength, which was less than a third of the soldiers of the Iron City. To be more precise, these people can last until dusk at most, in other words, if Lin Qiu and the others can't break through the royal city before dusk, they will be flanked by the remaining troops of Steel City. If it really reached that situation, it could only declare the mutiny a failure.

So it wasn't so much that they helped Lin Qiu, but that the old king put the last bargaining chip on Lin Qiu and the others. Perhaps it was the death of Henry V that touched him that made him so impatient.

On three occasions the old king did not take his advice.

The first was when Prince Dima had just returned from the battlefield, and he advised His Majesty to disarm Dima before he was fledgling, and the second was to prevent the princess from risking her life to send the secret letter to the imperial capital.

The third time is right now.

This is not a good time in any way.

"Mr. Dove, you're distracted. ”

A broken sword fell from the sky, the tip of the sword galloping to the throat of the dove. At the same time, a dark shadow burst out of the window. The dove drew his sword at an unbelievable speed, the tip of the sword and the black shadow snapped in two, blood spilled on the wall, and a white-helmeted guard stared at the sky with a slight sword wound on his neck, apparently dead when he was thrown out of the room.

The dove felt a chill in his heart, and the rusty sword broke through the wall, and he couldn't dodge, but the skin of his right hand was scratched by the rusty sword.

The right hand hung limply, and the sword fell to the ground.

The earthen wall on the right cracked, and Nightmare's sweeping kick slammed into Dove's chest, knocking him backwards a few steps. The dove leaned against the house, slowing down the impact a little, but a burst of blood rolled all over his body, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"That's it, Mr. Dove. Nightmare said with a smile.

The sneak attack method is the same as the one used by the dove, except that it is not his words that interfere with the dove's judgment, but the dead subordinates of the dove. The wound in the lower abdomen had been treated urgently, and the bleeding had stopped, and it did not prevent him from fighting for the rest of the battle. Every one of Prince Dima's guards has been on the verge of life and death all year round, and as long as it doesn't affect the battle, all of them are minor injuries.

The dove's injury is different.

Seemingly inconspicuous skin injuries are fatal, and his inscription is able to soak into his body in a fraction of the time, and travel with his blood to his heart. It was a surprise that the dove did not die immediately.

"Is it blocking the flow of blood...... But your hand is already useless, isn't it?" His squinting eyes opened, gritted his teeth to reveal a bloodthirsty expression, and said, "By the way, you just asked me what kind of expression the princess showed before she died, right? Of course it is...... Crying and begging me to spare Princess Angel and repent for my treason!"

The dove didn't say a word, but turned his head to look at his right arm.

Don't go, be a caged bird, at least keep you and the princess safe.

These are the words he said to the princess before escorting her out of the city.

However, the beautiful woman firmly chose to leave. She felt that she had received a lot of kindness from His Majesty, and now she finally had a chance to repay it.

And when he saw the princess again, there was only one head left, and it was hung high on the top of the city wall to warn all those who dared to resist Prince Dima. Several of the guards were all killed, and Princess Angel's whereabouts were unknown—this was the information that reached him at the time.

Soon Henry V fell seriously ill and the plan to send troops was postponed, and the old king completely cut off the idea of resisting.

"Mr. Dove, you asked me about the situation at that time, why didn't you speak?" Wei kept asking, "Is it because the pain in your arm affects your judgment?"

Nightmare's body moved, and almost at the same time, the dove suddenly looked up, his left hand moving, and a dagger slid into the palm of his hand.

"At least I can be sure that Faye Wong will not be able to go on the road with repentance. ”

The rusty sword landed on the ground with a "clang" sound, and the nightmare moved its gaze to his right hand, which had been pierced by the dagger, and the pain in his heart was long overdue.

"Dove ——!" is about to crack.

It is impossible for a person who has been poisoned to do such a thing, and even if he seals the blood flowing to his heart, it is impossible to eliminate the feeling of powerlessness in his body, unless he ......

He wasn't poisoned from the start!

This man has been leaning against the wall for so long, and he is pretending to be in order to find his flaws.

"When you make a plan, you must also anticipate your own accidental injury, and use your disadvantages to turn them into advantages...... Not only to make the perfect plan, but also to be the perfect executor yourself. ”

Dove let go of his hand, letting the furious Nightmare turn the dagger that pierced his palm into a puddle of powder, and he grabbed it with his backhand, his right hand reaching for Dove's throat. The dove reached out and grabbed Nightmare's hand. The moment he came into contact with the nightmare, his entire left arm turned reddish-brown, and the opponent's index finger snapped, and the nails were embedded in his skin.

"That's a lot to say, but now, what are you going to do to prevent my sigil from destroying your entire body?" Nightmare stared at the dove's left arm, which was gradually turning reddish-brown, and the force that blocked him did not diminish in the slightest, and the dove's calm intensified his anger and fear.

"It's you who gets trapped. The dove said.

In the next second, several guards armed with bows and arrows appeared above the house, and he tightened the bowstring, aiming at the heart of the nightmare.

"The reaction after being injured, the route of escape, the way of the raid, the behavior after anger...... Everything about you is in my plan. As long as you calculate the possibilities, the weak can achieve the ultimate victory - the strong strength makes you blind, and because of this, you can't perceive the danger that is just around the corner!"

Nightmare tried to retreat, only to find that the opponent's hand was as unshakable as an iron pincer.

No matter how strong a person is, he will die if he is shot through the heart, and the surging nicking force in his body is canceling out the other party's mutual strength, but the other party's left arm, which should have died in the morning, is still full of strength.

"In short, you've been tricked, Nightmare!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

For a time, bows and arrows were fired in a volley.